I am wondering if either of you boys have had a touch of homesickness — if you have missed the old home as much as the old daddy has missed you both. “Absence makes the heart grow fonder” must have been written by someone who had passed through the experience both of you and we are going through. Perhaps we will be all the stronger for the experience as long as we don’t let it get us “down”.
Mr. Reyom says he sent you the magazine section of last Sunday’s N. Y. Times in which there is an article on Venezuela. I sent a similar clipping in the last letter I mailed to Dan.
Mr. Ives is confined to bed with bronchitis and Mrs. I. has been having considerable difficulty in making the new car start, which evidently is one serious fault with the foreign model. Ced took it down to Bridgeport for her today to leave it at some garage to be looked over and fixed up if possible.
Have you had occasion to use the new set of tools you took down with you or has your work in connection with the Fair prevented your having to “get out and get under”?
Aunt Dorothy is still in N. Y. We haven’t heard a word from Rusty since you left.
There was another big fire in Bridgeport the other night, corner of Wall and Water, where that auto accessory store is on the ground floor. There was $100,000 worth of damage done according to the paper.
Dan sent with his last letter a garrapata to Dick, which made quite a hit (the word is hit) excuse it please. He also sent some seeds to Grandma which she has planted in an old Maxwell House coffee jar and keeps on the kitchen table with her other plants. Send some more seeds. It’s interesting to see what they will bring forth — sort of an agricultural grab bag.
Well, Big Ben chimes out the march of time, and so to bed until the hopper of time grinds out more news, if you can dignify it by that name, for me to send on to my Venezuelan branch of the family.
As ever, DAD
Sun. Jan. 29
Helen arrives on the “Kungshoten” on Feb. 3 at La Guayra and dines in Caracas at noon. Have the band at the dock to sound mess call. Give Helen and Mr. Plumb my sincerest regrets tambien.
Jim Shields drives to Caracas this Saturday. I shall send in some films to be developed. If reprints are nominal in cost, I should like 3 copies of each, providing they come out well. I finished the roll already in the camera, and put another in, but the roll in there now feels as if it has gotten wet, and the pictures may be spoiled.
On the way out to-day we saw a snake (Boa, I believe) of which I took a photo. Later I pursued and Ant-eater, and took a picture of its diminishing stern.
Between now and Sat. I may think of more. I’ll send further word by way of Jim. I’m feeling perfectly well to-day.
Hasta luego –
Tomorrow and Friday, I will post a 20 page letter from Lad to the folks at home about his activities from January 20th to January 30th in Venezuela.